Lyrics Седьмой прохожий - А ты коснись меня сердцем... если ты не боишься

Stunned by the silence of the dead grass,
The drunk angel made a mistake and knocked me down
Lamentations of the Violin Strings
Like touching the heart ... like touching

Lebedushka white and to my veins
Sweet berry and my blood is full
Scarlet lips and hot iron,
But I will touch you with my heart ... if you are not afraid

And I will remain silent - let the birds sing about love,
So easy to come up, put out the candles,
So just find your lips and take off your dress ...
And you touch my heart ... if you're not afraid
Heart, if you are not afraid,
Heart you touch me